Evanna's eyes fluttered open after hearing her name whispered sweetly into her ear. Cold hands were wrapped around her waist, her body relaxed into another's. Her heart skipped a beat. Arawn!? She turned her head to the side and her breath caught in her throat. She stared back into the bright red eyes of a handsome man, his black hair dishevelled and falling over his forehead. His sharp features were so defined, his skin as smooth as marble that she couldn't help but stare and forget about the position she was in.
The devilishly handsome man with otherworldly red eyes chuckled at her blatant gawking. The princess recognised him, but she couldn't quite remember who he was or how she knew him. Her gaze lowered to his lips, where there was a bit of blood on the corner of his mouth.
